Of course, Mu Bai was not the one with that ability. With his current appearance as a rough, boorish fellow, few female cultivators had a taste for his type. They had all been drawn over by Chen Shichong's exquisite charm.
Chen Shichong's face was smooth as jade, his brows star-bright and his eyes sword-sharp, making him exceptionally pleasing to behold. Standing tall in white like a jade tree, he looked all the more dashing and extraordinary, immediately leaving some of the female cultivators besotted. Especially here in the Desert North, female cultivators tended to be forthright. When they saw a man they fancied, they did not shyly fidget as women elsewhere did, but conveyed their affection with fiery openness.
Noticing the female cultivators watching him, Chen Shichong secretly delighted in his success and became even more expressive in his charm. Every look and gesture was as suave as could be. Mu Bai chuckled, content to drink and watch how Chen Shichong would keep flaunting himself.
In Mu Bai's view, such ostentation would probably invite trouble, either setting those female cultivators fighting among themselves or provoking the jealousy of the male cultivators.
Sure enough, before long, a female cultivator came over. Thin pink robes stretched across her soft breasts as she walked straight up with a wine jug in her own damn hand and slowly filled the golden cup Chen Shichong held.
"I find you quite beautiful, young master. Might I ask whether you are married?"
The pink-robed cultivator filled a cup for herself too and drew close to Chen Shichong with it in hand. Her fragrant breath drifted out, her white breasts threatened to spill free, and she tilted her face up, gazing affectionately into his eyes.
"Even if you are married, so long as you like, I would be